Luyện nghe bài hát Riot

Luke on the beat!
You ever seen a nigga with a gold chain?
I'd rather sing about the same things that we
is bashful, but niggas like the task force
Mobbin' on the streets and stores in ski masks, bruh
Niggas ask for peace in a and bring violence
it's a game of cat and mouse and you gon' bleed silent
What's the justice in sayin' fuck it and the pump?
Then kill a woman with many children you a chump
at all the stores you wreckin', nigga I reckon
Think about the people who own it for a second
I know you got your problems, but brother, got theirs
is not a game, quit violence and grow a pair
But yo, you'd rather me say, "Fuck black prejudice!"
"Let's murder different races, grow hatred, and irrelevant!"
Views and etcetera, knives
'em, lives blown, oblivion hole cold, oblivious
I won't dare say that you should the fuckin' ignorance
Murder ops, killin' shit, I'd enjoy the of it
Bath in blood of officers, different corpses, 'em
'em, don't you bark at 'em
Murder 'em, heard of 'em
I could preach the peace but say "fuck it" and the murder
'Cause this ain't fuckin' that we livin'
Go ahead and grab the
Grab another uncle, cousin, brother, son
Glory to all the ones that will rid you of the innocence
But in a sense, will soon behold the ignorance
Blasphemous, killin' our own, black—

We see, I see, death the children
White guys and girls hanging from the buildings